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@spacepiratericky
Put wasp in your walls. You want wasp in your walls. Wasp makes walls better.
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Evil Rick/ E-626 belongs to me
Happy birthday my lovely @spacepiratericky!! I'm genuinely so happy we've got to be friends for over a year!! Time flies when you're having fun and I always have fun whenever I'm around you ^^ Thanks for being a constant creative muse and over all wonderful person! Here is to many many more!!
((You're literally the sweetest and I'm proud to call you my friend 💜💜💜
Thank you so much, this pic is so cute 🥰 I love it so much, and I'm so flattered you drew this for me ✨))
The Throw Pillow || Evil Rick and Ricky| closed RP
[Continuing from HERE] [@evil-rick-e-626]
"So... How would you feel if I stayed here tonight? Nothing funny; we stay in separate rooms. But that way, I can see that you go to bed." She was pushing her luck and she knew it, but there was just too much temptation to call his bluff.
She hasn't picked her plate back up yet, still just enjoying her wine. He seemed a little to eager to get her distracted with the meal again.
evil-rick-e-626:
On the way to the bar, E points towards a machine. "Last time we played that game." It was Bubble Bobble, but he and K had played more than that. "Ah, and there is a fighter game. I'll remember we get here then." Arriving at the counter E ordered for them: "A long margarita for the lady and I'll have a white Russian."
When there drinks came up, Ricky thanked the bartender and put a tip in the jar. She looked over her novelty cup. It was a fun neon pink with the name of the arcade written down the length in holographic letters. There were images of game characters plastered all over. The straw was bendy with a little smiling cat as the cover cap.
She took a sip of the frozen beverage inside.
"Mm, they mix 'em good here; tropical fruit." She didn't mention it but the burn of the alcohol was also plenty noticeable which she appreciated.
"Let's go play that street fighter one."
E sipped shortly on his own drink. "That's quite a lot you got there. I guess I'll have to keep up with you, but first we play a bit."
They made their way back to the machine they came across earlier and set their drinks down to a nearby small counter.
"Ok, let's see," E thought aloud as he picked his character.
"Figured we'd need to make less trips to the bar." She laughed, following him. Maybe she could convince him to get the same thing for his next drink too.
She browsed the character selection carefully when they approached the machine. After a minute, she chooses a cute girl in a blue dress with buns in her hair.
"Hope you're ready to get your butt kicked." She teased, giving him a little nudge with her elbow.
Now that was a good way to pass thr time and distract himself.
"Oh, yeah?" E smirks. "Show me."
After selecting the fighters and a random stage, the fight begins with cheering characters in the background.
Ryu runs towards the female character as E starts using the stick controller and pushing the buttons wildly, not wasting time on the first attack.
Ricky is a little more controlled in her actions, looking for openings in his wild swing of blows. She jumps, dodges and uses ranged acts.
"I did realize you were a button- masher, E." She laughs, resisting the urge to look away from the screen and compromise her character. "You always hold yourself so measured, I figured you'd be a strategist in a game like this."
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"I know how submissive you get when you're drunk, baby... tell me, how would you give yourself up to me?~"
With a low chuckle, she practically slinks into his lap, color risen in her cheeks. Not at all concerned with personal space, her lips hover tantalizingly close to his, her hand going up to stroke his face gently.
"Y-you wanna do it in this bar, baby...?" She mutters, her voice slurred just a little. "I could be.. your good girl. Let you pull in -pull me into the bathroom, fuck me in a stall."
She holds his chin between her thumb and index finger. "Or I could just hike up my skirt and let you take me right here, you smell soo fucking good."
HR places his glass of whiskey down on the low table in front of him as Ricky leans into his lap, the two of them snuggled up on the leather couch in the back of the dim club, colorful flashing lights dancing across the shadows. He bites his lip, just barely containing the urge to devour her mouth, allowing her to speak.
"You should know better than to tease me, sexy... I might just take you up on that offer~"
HR suddenly grabs her hips and hoists her onto his lap, kissing her neck and bucking his hips into her ass, his cock already rock hard. The lack of light surrounding them gave them only a bit of privacy, they still had to be subtle if they didn't want to attract the wrong attention.
"Mmm yeah? You should smell me some more, breathe it all in..."
She giggles some more as he pulls her into his lap properly, a hum of approval and lust escaping her lips as she feels his hard cock against her ass.
Unable to resist trying to wind him up further, her hips are already subtly rocking, grinding against his cock. She can hardly wait for him as it is, feeling frustrated by the fabric still between them.
When he speaks, she takes a turn at his neck, kissing and nuzzling right behind his ear. She rubs his chest, seeing if she can't get a hand inside his shirt.
Inhaling deeply against the sensitive skin of his neck, Ricky immediately feels a deeper surge of lust then she thought possible. She shutters against him, feeling an urgency to be as close as possible.
"Hurry up and fuck me hard," she begs in his ear, miraculously managing to regulate her volume. "I don't care if this whole club knows what we're doing, please~"
HR groans at the dirty words whispered softly in his ear, slipping his hands between their bodies and unbuckling his belt, quickly freeing his leaking cock and shoving it between her warm thighs before pulling her panties to the side.
He doesn't bother with any more foreplay, she's wet enough already, the tip slipping around her entrance before stretching her open as she slowly sank down onto it.
The smell of whiskey and cum wafted towards her as he panted, his hands all over her, groping her ass, her thighs, her tits, pushing her hips down further...
Ricky continues to bury her face in his neck, kissing, sucking, nipping at his flesh between sighs and moans.
She rolls her hips, sinking down on him til he bottoms out, starting to grind against him wanting as much stimulation as she can get.
Her hand wanders up to leaf through is hair, tugging at it periodically to to tease him.
//Reblog if you've decided your muse and Horny Rick have fucked in the past, or will in the future! Show me that big fat lore of yours rub it alllll over my face
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"I know how submissive you get when you're drunk, baby... tell me, how would you give yourself up to me?~"
With a low chuckle, she practically slinks into his lap, color risen in her cheeks. Not at all concerned with personal space, her lips hover tantalizingly close to his, her hand going up to stroke his face gently.
"Y-you wanna do it in this bar, baby...?" She mutters, her voice slurred just a little. "I could be.. your good girl. Let you pull in -pull me into the bathroom, fuck me in a stall."
She holds his chin between her thumb and index finger. "Or I could just hike up my skirt and let you take me right here, you smell soo fucking good."
HR places his glass of whiskey down on the low table in front of him as Ricky leans into his lap, the two of them snuggled up on the leather couch in the back of the dim club, colorful flashing lights dancing across the shadows. He bites his lip, just barely containing the urge to devour her mouth, allowing her to speak.
"You should know better than to tease me, sexy... I might just take you up on that offer~"
HR suddenly grabs her hips and hoists her onto his lap, kissing her neck and bucking his hips into her ass, his cock already rock hard. The lack of light surrounding them gave them only a bit of privacy, they still had to be subtle if they didn't want to attract the wrong attention.
"Mmm yeah? You should smell me some more, breathe it all in..."
She giggles some more as he pulls her into his lap properly, a hum of approval and lust escaping her lips as she feels his hard cock against her ass.
Unable to resist trying to wind him up further, her hips are already subtly rocking, grinding against his cock. She can hardly wait for him as it is, feeling frustrated by the fabric still between them.
When he speaks, she takes a turn at his neck, kissing and nuzzling right behind his ear. She rubs his chest, seeing if she can't get a hand inside his shirt.
Inhaling deeply against the sensitive skin of his neck, Ricky immediately feels a deeper surge of lust then she thought possible. She shutters against him, feeling an urgency to be as close as possible.
"Hurry up and fuck me hard," she begs in his ear, miraculously managing to regulate her volume. "I don't care if this whole club knows what we're doing, please~"
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"I know how submissive you get when you're drunk, baby... tell me, how would you give yourself up to me?~"
With a low chuckle, she practically slinks into his lap, color risen in her cheeks. Not at all concerned with personal space, her lips hover tantalizingly close to his, her hand going up to stroke his face gently.
"Y-you wanna do it in this bar, baby...?" She mutters, her voice slurred just a little. "I could be.. your good girl. Let you pull in -pull me into the bathroom, fuck me in a stall."
She holds his chin between her thumb and index finger. "Or I could just hike up my skirt and let you take me right here, you smell soo fucking good."
Anonymously ask me, "Would you..."
Surgeon Rick
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Is wasp Rick hot?
He's hot
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"So..." he looks around like someone might be listening to their conversation. He mouths the rim of his own drink. "That Wasp Rick... what'd ya do with him if you had him?" He giggles.
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Ricky snickers, her face already flush from too much drink.
"Oh honey, wh-what wouldn't I do?" She hiccups and she swings her glass as she talks, the contents threatening to slosh out as she does.
"No mmmman would ever... ever feel so worshipped... And that ovipositor?" She grins widely. "I-I want to find out how... Just how full he could fill me~"
Helppp this is so cute it’s cleaning its face. !!!! Sorry (not sorry) to blast the music in audio. I need it to cope with doing laundry lmao.
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